Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Billionire 45

Chapter 45 Everything Lies In His Control

"Go on and dream your little dreams. I won't stay there!

With these resolute words, Rose left the reception room in feigned composure. As she descended the stairs, her heart raced with anxiety.

These rich men always played their games. Perhaps the so-called Mr Finch had set his sight on her, waiting to make her his plaything.

However, she refused to be a kept woman. Besides, she had never even seen what he looked like; he might have a crooked face or twisted mouth for all she knew.

Worried that he might employ further tactics, she thought of her star escort husband. She made an immediate decision. On the other hand, Finley entered the reception room after Rose left. "Mr. Finch, why did Ms. Shaffer leave so fast? It's only been a short while

Jonathan also felt a tinge of disappointment. Even though there was a folding screen between them, he had wanted to steal more glances at her. Her parting words, however...

His deep eyes gleamed mysteriously. Just then, his phone rang. As expected, it was Rose calling.

When the call was connected, he could hear her extremely gentle voice, which was different from her earlier feline ferocity.

"Um... I have a little favor to ask. I noticed that your place is quite spacious. Living alone might get lonely, isn't it? Do you need a housemate?"

"Hmm?"

had a

rent. Can you ask your friend if he'd like

Jonathan

everything was

Now that she had a place to stay, the so-called Mr. Finch wouldn't be able to employ any more tricks. Suddenly,

has a suite

that it was probably a mishearing. Dispelling the thoughts, she took a taxi back to Zenwood Gardens. That night, the preliminary results of the National Jewelry Design

Jonathan returned to Zenwood Gardens, she was

competition rules, both the preliminary and semi-final rounds only required design drawings

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round would contestants need to produce their designs as finished pieces. They had to go to

year's competition had introduced an additional rule-the Young family, the organizers, would turn the finals into an auction event. The winning piece would be auctioned on the spot. The warm-toned light of the living room enveloped Rose as she was holding a pen and moving it

pretending to focus on the drawing on the paper-a rough design of a bracelet. "You can design?" he

had been unemployed since her graduation. He had thought of her as a clueless rich woman who couldn't do anything. Nevertheless, her design seemed to be quite

chin as she replied, "Of

'Ms. Flora" who had taken the Palene fashion world was none other

secret.

"What do you